Chapter 1243 Dharma Soul and Tripod

In the barbarian world, the early sun was in the sky, and the eyes of the 600,000 barbarians around were condensed on Su Ming one by one. They witnessed Su Ming's hand, the sea beasts were destroyed, and the dead sea was gasified.

They also saw with their own eyes that when Su Ming waved his sleeves, he sealed the sky, making it difficult for the outside world to step into half a step. If these were still secondary, then they witnessed the peerless power of Su Ming's sword.

The three major wills that came before are distracted. Although there are too many barbarians here who do not know who they are, for Yaman Wushuang and others, they are a group of people who have faintly explored the secret of the barbarian world.

It is precisely because they know that there are three ancient wills as masters in the countless worlds of this dark and death vortex, so the inner shock at this moment is too much more than that of other ethnic groups.

That is the will that has existed since ancient times. That is the irresistible will of God. In those years, Su Ming could not resist, so he could only go far away from the divine source. The eldest brother, the second brother and Huzi could not fight against each other. He had to be left with a brand in order to leave here.

Even a generation of barbarian gods are vaguely influenced by these three wills. The reproduction and changes of the whole barbarian clan over the years have these three wills behind them.

This... is just a barbarian world, just a world in the huge yin and death whirlpool. It can be imagined that in this yin and death vortex, there must be many space worlds, which are controlled by these three wills and determine the fate of countless creatures.

But such a strong will, although what came before was only distraction, but... was lightly broken by Su Ming's sword... Suddenly, this scene made Yaman Wushuang and others breathe almost stagnate one after another.

Fang Canglan looked at Su Ming in the sky with a smile. She didn't know how powerful Su Ming was, and she wouldn't care about these. The spiritual symbols of the barbarians for thousands of years made her hope from the depths in her heart that the barbarians could rise and wait for thousands of years. Now that Su Ming has Yes.

There is no more Dead Sea on the ground. Looking at a basin depression, you can't see the remains, because all the corpses of the sea beasts have been crushed into nothingness. In the sky, you can't see the earthy yellow ring, but are covered by a purple array with red light, which is dense like a spider web, sealing the

Through this seal, it can be seen that there are a large number of fierce spirits in the outside world. They look different and are constantly trying to open the seal and enter, but their power falls on the seal, but they can't cause any ripples.

"Is it coming soon?" Su Ming said to himself indifferently, and his eyes fell on the sky, turning into a fierce meaning. As he said, he waited, waiting for the three wills to really come.

Only when their original intention comes and Su Ming's killing can truly eliminate the life of these three wills. Su Ming has been waiting for this day for a long time, and he doesn't care about waiting for a while.

Whether it was the forced departure of that year, or the illusory plot in the fifth sea of Shenyuan, plus the brand of the eldest brother and others, all of this made Su Ming have no reason not to kill people.

He had some concerns before. After all, the brand of the eldest brother and others is by no means unusual. Once these three wills are killed, it is very likely to be implicated, but... After seizing the real world of Daochen, he has a split of the real world and has become the spiritual preceded of the world. Su Ming is confident .

In this way, these three wills want to attract the brand of the eldest brother and others when they are dying, and they will lose their effect.

Su Ming was waiting. His expression was calm, and his eyes fell from the sky to the earth without sea water. His eyes could not cover the whole earth, but his divine consciousness only swept away, and the land of the barbarian world easily appeared in his mind.

He saw the frozen Dayu Palace, which was buried in the depths of the seabed. The ice has not melted much now. Looking at the once familiar place, Su Ming also saw the frozen creatures. Now, these are clearly some clansmen of other tribes in the Lingxian era.

Perhaps there are tribes from Shu and Wu, and this Dayu Palace... Obviously, it was not created by a generation of barbarian gods. It was the Great Yu fantasy created by the barbarians when the barbarian was still alive.

Su Ming saw this matter clearly in the world of the Hall of Spirits when he returned to ancient times.

His eyes finally fell on a towering platform in the ruins of the Dayu Palace, where he had been there and saw it when he returned to ancient times. Some speculations have actually been confirmed in his heart.

"The world I see... You can't see it, you can't see it... Hope..." Su Ming muttered softly, the barbarian prince of the ancient barbarian tribe, the legendary barbarian barbarian land, and the blind man who told himself that the barbarian mountain was in his heart...

These figures gradually overlapped, but Su Ming always felt that something was missing. Until in this overlapping figure, a trace of Su Ming's familiar kindness appeared. Su Ming sighed that he had already understood.

At the moment when Su Ming sighed, he suddenly whispered. In his consciousness, he felt two traces of life in the Dayu Palace. One of them was a huge black turtle, which was now lying quietly in a corner. In the face of Su Ming's consciousness, it showed hesitation and seemed to feel a trace. Familiar, but more strange, dare not appear.

"It's it..." Su Ming smiled, and the focus of the divine consciousness was on the traces of the second life, which existed in the depths of the Dayu Palace. It was almost the moment when Su Ming's divine consciousness swept away. A crazy roar suddenly came out, as if it turned into an impact and went straight to Su Ming's divine consciousness

During the silent roar, Su Ming's consciousness was distorted under this crazy fluctuation. Su Ming's eyes flashed. When he first explored the Dayu Palace, he felt the crazy will that existed in it.

Although there were some judgments when the Dayu Palace was summoned later, now it seems that these judgments are not correct. This crazy consciousness is by no means something that a life can have, and this is more... on the contrary, it is like the soul of some magic weapon.

"The soul of the magic weapon..." While Su Ming was meditated, the divine consciousness moved away and landed on the land of the Dead Sea that the barbarians used to be. In another position, there was a tower, a tower that was still submerged by the Dead Sea, although towering.

This is a barren tower and a barbarian tower. It is a tower built by a generation of barbarian gods in that year. With his cultivation, Su Ming could not step into the top floor, so he could not find out the authenticity of the clues of the barbarian sacred artifacts in the legend.

But now, the tower looks like transparency in Su Ming. He can clearly see that in the top floor, in the layers of sealing prohibition, there is a fist-sized tripod, floating, emitting a wild atmosphere.

The tripod with simplicity and vicissitudes of life, it seems that it has existed for many years...

Looking at the small tripod in the barren tower, Su Ming felt silently. After a long time, he could be sure that this thing... was not the tripod of the sacred artifact of the barbarian department, but an imitation.

Although it is an imitation, because of the precipitation of its years, it has more or less the power of this thing, but it is just a tripod, and there is no soul in it.

Seeing this, Su Ming has made it clear.

The seal in the Dayu Palace is the soul of the magic weapon. This soul... is very likely to be the soul of the great barbarian holy weapon, or not all of it, but it must also be part. And this tripod is an imitation. If it is integrated with that soul, this thing... can also be called the great barbarian holy weapon

It's just much worse than the real sacred artifact of the great barbarian tribe in the Lingxian era.

"This is the secret hidden in the barbarian world, but it is only one of the many secrets of the swirlpool." Su Ming raised his right hand and pointed in the direction of the barren tower.

Under this finger, his divine mind suddenly condensed around the barren tower from all directions. After being suddenly involved in it, the loud rumbled immediately spread all around. The seal in the tower was broken by Su Ming's divine mind like a bamboo. Layer by layer, that is, a few breathing time, went directly to the top floor.

The seal here is more complicated, but with Su Ming's cultivation to be broken, it only needs to be forcibly smashed, but... almost the moment his divine mind approached. Suddenly, all the seals and prohibitions that existed on the top floor of the barren tower seemed to dissipate by themselves after being aware of Su Ming's thoughts, It's normal.

This made Su Ming's eyes condense, and his mind suddenly poured into the top floor of the barren tower and disappeared into the barren tower under the floating palm-sized tripod.

At the same time, Su Ming's right hand was raised, and there was no distortion in his hand, and Xiao Ding appeared.

Its color bronze, with the smell of ancient times, contains the taste of time. At this moment, it floats on the palm of Su Ming's hand, motionless, but a heavy feeling comes to his face.

Looking at this tripod, Su Ming was silent. He shook his left hand and grabbed it in the direction of the Dayu Palace. Under this grasp, the Dayu Palace shook, and there was a roar and round, and there was a click. In an instant, like a broken seal, a crazy will suddenly rushed out of it.

The will was invisible, but when he looked at Su Ming's mind, he could see that it was a huge figure. The figure was ten feet tall, extremely burly, with messy hair, and a spear in his hand. When he rushed out, he roared up to the sky, making the heaven and earth distorted and nihilistic into ripple

But most of its body is vague and incomplete.

At this moment, under the roar, the figure suddenly turned his head and stared at Su Ming's direction, as if and Su Ming's eyes were endlessly separated at this moment.

Roar!

The figure roared again. Under the shaking of his body, it disappeared in an instant. Only Su Ming could see that the figure turned into an impact of thought and was rapidly approaching himself. RS